Chapter 200 I Come From Holy Soul Village!

"..."

Listening to Mo Lang's words, everyone showed no expression.

got used to.

In their opinion, this is a fool who likes to show off.

When the seventh elder saw what the other party said, he no longer kept secrets, and revealed his murderous intent: "Since you want to die, then I will help you!"

Immediately, the seventh elder directly summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and the rich soul power in his body surged crazily. The true form of the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared, but unlike ordinary people, the seventh elder's martial spirit true form was divided into two parts in an instant. Second, it turned into two Martial Soul Avatar Clear Sky Hammers!

"Is this the martial soul clone? It's a bit interesting. I wonder if after upgrading my first soul power hair-plucking clone, I can also use the martial soul true body. Who will I be afraid of then?!"

Thinking of this, Mo Lang felt that he had to hurry up and let the Shrek Seven Monsters increase their strength, and then he also upgraded the first four black soul rings to 100,000-year soul rings!

"I am titled Lieyang, and the strongest attack is this two-headed dragon of Lieyang!"

When the seventh elder said that he had the strongest attack, his eyes showed pride!

boom!

In an instant, the Seventh Elder raised two Clear Sky Hammers with both hands and swung his true form, hitting Mo Lang crazily with a violent aura.

In an instant, the two huge Clear Sky Hammers were wrapped up by the seventh elder, and seemed to turn into two huge beasts.

Mo Lang recognized the origin of this giant beast at a glance. It was the ten-headed blazing sun snake that Tang San had killed in the Killing City in the original text!

Of course, the inner elixir of the ten-headed blazing sun snake is already in Mo Lang's hands, but he has forgotten about it.

"How dare two snakes be called dragons? You're not afraid of making people laugh!" Mo Lang's expression was still relaxed and comfortable. It had been a few years since he last tortured a titled Douluo.

At that time, he could defeat Ghost Douluo and Qianjun Demon-Conquering Douluo, let alone now.

He had killed several first-level gods and defeated a quasi-god a few days ago. In comparison, a ninety-two-level titled Douluo really didn't interest him.

But who asked him to show off in front of him?

"It's over, it's over. Such a handsome guy is going to die. My heart aches!"

"What's the use of being handsome? I'm not stupid to death because of myself. Let's see how he punches a Titled Douluo!"

"That's right, a fool. If he could punch a Titled Douluo, I, Tang Aotian, would swallow the Clear Sky Hammer on the spot!"

Seeing this scene, many female disciples of Haotian Sect showed regret.

Many male disciples took pleasure in others' misfortune.

Especially the male disciple named Tang Aotian looked disdainful because the seventh elder was his grandfather.

But the next second they were dumbfounded.

I saw Mo Lang casually hand out a punch. The strange phenomenon caused by the seventh elder suddenly became quiet. Then a punch light shot straight into the sky like the sky was opened, split the sky into two, and crashed into the seven The elder's two Clear Sky Hammers were on top of the martial spirit avatars.

Jam!

Only a faint sound was heard, and a crack appeared in the two huge Clear Sky Hammer martial souls. Then the crack spread instantly like a spider web, causing the two Clear Sky Hammer martial souls to become real. The body was shattered in an instant!

puff!

The backlash brought by the shattered weapon soul made the seventh elder feel as if he had been struck by lightning. Instead, his whole body was more like being hit by a hammer. He fell to the ground from the air on the spot, and a huge deep pit appeared. He was lying in the deep pit. He was coughing up blood in the pit and looked at the young man in white with a horrified face.

quiet!

Deathly silence!

Seeing this scene, everyone seemed to have been cast a restraining spell. They were all stunned on the spot, and even the expressions on their faces were frozen.

After a long time, there was an uproar, and everyone showed horrified expressions, looking at the boy in white as if they were looking at monsters.

"How can this be?!"

"No, what did I see?!"

"You're crazy! The seventh elder was punched down by a boy less than 18 years old!!"

"I'm shocked! This must be fake! Is this guy really a Titled Douluo with one punch?!"

"Although I know that as a disciple of Haotian Sect, I shouldn't say this when I see my elder being beaten, but that boy is too handsome!"

"It turns out that he is not a fool, but he is actually a titled Douluo with one punch! He is indeed the man I like, he is awesome!"

"Tang Aotian, are you going to swallow your own Clear Sky Hammer?!"

Seeing Mo Lang defeating the Titled Douluo who was the Seventh Elder with a casual punch, the female disciples of the Haotian Sect all turned into nymphos, and the male disciples also had big mouths, and their faces were full of surprise. Enter a fist!

Especially the male disciple named Tang Aotian, whose face turned green and white in turns, like a mute eating Coptis chinensis and unable to express his suffering.

He never dreamed that the Titled Douluo, the pinnacle of combat power in the mainland, could not be a one-punch enemy of a young boy!

If the seventh elder wasn't just his grandfather, he would have thought that the other party was playing him!

It’s totally off the mark!

Not only were the disciples surprised, but Tang Xiao, who had always thought that Mo Lang, his younger brother, and his eldest nephew had a grudge against their wives, were also dumbfounded.

He even rubbed his eyes in disbelief, fearing that he was hallucinating.

But when he saw the seventh elder clutching his chest and coughing up blood, and the huge pit, he knew that everything that had just happened was true.

This young man in white clothes really has a title Douluo with one punch!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but show deep fear in his eyes, and at the same time he was full of questions.

What is the identity of this mysterious boy in white?

"Well, it's been a long time since I tortured a titled Douluo. I didn't expect him to be so weak. Fortunately, I controlled my strength, otherwise you, an old bastard, would have turned into a dead bastard." Mo Lang shrugged and said helplessly.

Hearing these words, the remaining four Haotian Sect elders immediately recovered from the shock, and the eyes they looked at Mo Lang completely changed.

Before, they thought that this boy in white had something precious in him, so he could take the attack from the Seventh Elder without moving, but now they found that the opponent's strength was simply unfathomable!

Titled Douluo is the most powerful person in the Douluo Continent. Even a peerless Douluo cannot defeat the Seventh Elder with such a casual blow!

But the other party did it, and they had no choice but to not take it seriously.

"Young... young hero, I wonder where the young hero comes from?" the second elder looked at Mo Lang and asked.

"You don't even know where I'm from, why are you asking so much?" Mo Lang stretched out his little finger, inserted it into his ear, dug out the earwax and then flicked his fingernails and said.

In every move he made, he didn't take the other party seriously at all.

Seeing Mo Lang looking down on him, the second elder suppressed his anger and said: "Young hero has such strength at such an age. He must come from some big force, right?"

"Since you want to know, then I'll tell you my origin." Mo Lang said with a wicked smile, "I'm from Holy Soul Village!"

Tang San:"……"

Tang Hao: "..."